There are a lot of crazy people in NYC.
At 34 weeks pregnant, I have officially become one of them.
I have gotten used to talking to Jelly Bean in the privacy of our apartment and my office (usually when alone or with Steve around).
Now, I find myself walking down the street surrounded by total strangers, talking to Jelly Bean!.
"Jelly Bean, it's getting cold outside...which means you're coming soon!"
"Jelly Bean, it was a long day but you did a great job and we're almost home."
"Jelly Bean, that woman who pushed us to get onto the subway was not very nice, was she?"
"Jelly Bean, maybe if I sit on the corner with a cup we can start your college fund?"
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